The City of Numbered Days

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n word came to the Reclamation-Service headquarters that the power was cut off and that there were no l

opping heavily into a chair and shoving his hat to the

who were lounging in the office and very pointedly waiting for the lightning to strike. "Gassman an

isturbed at the question. It was Anson who seemed

te or two in that drawer you've got your foot on, Gri

d a long memory for trifles, and at the mention of the drawer a disquieting picture had flashed itself upon the mental screen. There were two figures in the pictu

one o'clock, or thereabout, the chief had come into the mapping room for a glance at the letters on h

the silence had grown almost portentous, "though that wouldn't be like hi

to put in his window. I tried him. All he will say is that the man who left the sample is pe

n his madness. He figures it that we government people are out of a job permanently; that with the discovery of these placers-or, rather, with the practically certa

n is: Will they be rediscovered? Bet any of you a box of Poodles's Flor de near Havanas tha

didn't need any new stunts. They h

t Bongras's last night that set me guessing. There was a piece of gossip coming up the pik

roup in the mapping room, and thi

to exploit the new sensation righ

location of it. When he gets the facts he'll touch off the fireworks, and the world will be invited to take a running jump for the new Tonopah." Then, with

sh concrete lying in the forms, just as they were dumped-with no puddlers-to say nothing

nd reached for h

this is one of Cortwright's flip-flaps, and Brouillard happened to be in the way, I wouldn'

returned hastily to the desk and pulled out the drawer of portents, rummaging in it until he was fully convinced that the little buckskin bag of nuggets was gone. Then, instead of following the others, he

d a man. The woman was standing and the man was sitting on the step. Gris

here and then takes an afternoon off to go and make love to a girl! He's crazy; it's the s